two-sided | yoonmin

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jimin wakes up to his alarm being as annoying as ever, though it did remind him of his brother who he missed dearly. but it's not like he could stop him from becoming the one thing he wanted to be the most.

an architect.

he found it weird how his brother wanted to become an architect. he just never found architects to be interesting, but he thought his brother could change that. he had no right to stop his brother from experiencing happiness, something he never felt, so he kept it to himself.

pathetic, he thought.

he wished his brother became an architect, despite the fact that he didn't like the dangers that went along with it. he just wanted him to be happy. and being an architect made that happen, or it was supposed to happen.

too bad he died. leaving jimin all alone.

suffering. crying. suicidal.

at least his brother didn't die an architect. it would've given him more reason to stop his big bro from acquiring his fated job.

his brother, kook, as he liked to call him, told jimin his dreams of becoming an architect. he said they payed very well, considering the fact that the job was quite difficult.

but he was only 9 at the time, but his brother knew that jimin was a very understanding and caring child so jimin, of course, would listen intently. feeling the same emotions kook would feel, happiness, which is long gone, along with his kook.

he was overwhelmed with happiness after seeing that his brother received a letter from the High Sky CO., congratulating him on his acceptance. all he wanted was for his brother to be happy. kook was the only reason for his happiness.

he never stopped pestering his brother about the job, "i wonder what amazing things you'll create!" "you're gonna be the best architect ever!" "please take me with you sometime!" he never failed to make the older smile. jimin gave the older too much hope.

but, a week later, as he bid his farewell to jimin, he got into a car accident, which ended in a fatal impact. those stupid drivers.

jimin always blamed himself for his death. poor boy was only 12 and he was already feeling guilt and sadness. he knew kook was a bad driver yet he let him venture on his own. jimin could've asked mama or papa to drive kook but they didn't care. they had two sons afterall. if one died, they had another. if they both died, they would just have to make some more.

that was 9 years ago. and 9 years of pain and loneliness. jimin, now 21, had to cope with the fact that kook would never come back. he tried to tell himself that kookk was somewhere out there, not wanting to come back home because of his parents. all jimin could do was visit his grave each day, placing 9 fresh lilies on his grave. he added as many fresh white lilies as there was years his brother had left him.

"what did he do to deserve this. he was a great guy. he was the best hyung anyone could ask for. it should've been me, me!" he says, tears welling up in his eyes, holding onto his pillow, softly biting into it to prevent any noise from coming out.

as soon as the tears have dried up, which had not made its way out of jimin's eyes, jimin jumps out of bed. he then yawns, signalling that he should probably go back to sleep. which he did. he didn't want to be awake when his brother wasn't.

there was nothing to do anyways. he was a nobody.

ever since his brother had died he found no point in doing daily activities. such as eating, and taking a shower. but he didn't want to feel like a rotting corpse, so he of course took some baths here and there, though he already was one.

he did have friends of course, or should i say, friend.

and that lucky friend was taehyung.

the only person he counted on when he felt shitty.

he felt quite bad for taehyung, back then. he didn't want to burden him. but he still did, maybe because taheyung would always say probably the most overused statement everyone has heard at least once in their life, "im always here for you" "dont keep it bottled up inside".

and he always believed it.

oh brother, he thought, before going back to sleep.
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yo yo yo. itsa me. i legit just joined a few months ago and was like "why have this account if i don't make at least one book?" and so that's what i am doing as of now.

the updates will be terribly slow since i am lacking some motivation. maybe if this gets like 10 views i'll update.

if i make typos, oh well.

if i make some shitty reference, oh well.

if i don't update within the next 5 years, o h w e l l.

i tried to make this chapter as real as possible but it ended up getting rushed straight to a character death. o well. he wasn't an important character, or is he ;)

anyways, bye, i hope you enjoy this rather short chapter :)